My oil painting is perfect

"Weilan, do you think my hairpin looks good?" A girl with an afro put her arms around a tall and handsome boy, and said softly.

"It looks good, everything you wear looks good." Wei Lan pulled her cheek intimately, kissed her, and said sweetly.

"Scumbag." Dorothy looked at the corner of the balcony of the barber shop with disdain, and the two kissed without anyone knowing. It turned out that the girl he cheated on was the daughter of the new barber shop. She kicked the soda can, turned and left got there.

Recently, her life is extremely boring. Apart from going to class and doing homework, she has no interest in doing other things. She used to think that love is just a child's play, but love really makes people full of passion for everything, and it is empty and meaningless .

"What the hell is he?"

Even Dorothy, who was as proud as Dorothy, couldn't help being defeated, walking aimlessly along the street with his schoolbag, just like Philly once did.

But the script is always written in advance, inadvertently, dialing you in another direction.

She soon came to a fork in the road, turned left with her head down, and bumped into a gentle and familiar embrace.

"Why are you?" Dorothy was crying, her fingers were only clutching the hem of Feili's T-shirt, "Why did you come here, I only have one dollar in my pocket, and I can't afford oranges!"

Feili hesitated for a while, then patted her on the shoulder lightly, allowing her to smear her snot and tears on her body, and said with a big grin, "I have money, and I can buy ten catties of oranges."

Perhaps it is because of her friends that she is unscrupulous. Even if she accidentally realizes that there is already a thin layer of glass between the two, in front of their respective reflections, should it be broken? think.

"Tomorrow night, let's go camping together."

Philip turned his head to look at the girl who was eating popsicles. The red watermelon ice made her lips more vivid. His Adam's Apple moved up and down, and he mustered up the courage to offer an invitation.

"I'm not interested." She paused, caught a glimpse of his lost expression, and quickly added, "But if Heika and the others go too, I'll go."

Fei Li raised his head, put his hands behind his back, and made a scissors hand: "See you in the garden at 6 o'clock tomorrow night."

At this time, the problem of the garden was solved. Uncle Payne and Yolan began to restore the garden with all their strength. In less than ten days, the competition was about to begin. With that magical shovel, they loosened all the soil in the garden. After a heavy rain, the sun is abundant and the weather is fine. The garden, which has been decadent for a long time, has a new look and vitality.

However, due to overwork, Ms. Bertha still needs to be hospitalized for a while. After a week, people are used to going to the new barber shop for a haircut. Bertha Barber Shop has gradually been neglected and faded out of the town's sights.

Heika put his hands behind his head, and from the reflection of his face in the sun room, Yoran frowned, as if he was not happy.

"Are you worried about the barber shop?" Heika slid off the sofa, sat in front of the sunshine room, stared at Yolan lying in the shade and asked.

He didn't answer, he was playing with the leaves in his hands, and through the texture, he could see a blurry smiling face in the distance.

"You don't have to worry about it." Yolan said lightly, "I haven't figured out what happened last time."

Haika tore away the leaves in his hands, covered his eyes with his hands, and clamped his body with his arms, preventing him from moving: "Camp at 6 o'clock tomorrow, don't be late."

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and Heika let go of his itchy hands. He sat up, hooked his arms around Heika's neck from behind, warm breath fell on the back of his neck, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I won't come."

Heika wanted to break free, but he hooked him tighter and tighter, and instead held him tightly in his arms. There was only a thin T-shirt between them, and Heika's ears turned red quickly.

"If you don't come, I'll pull out all the roses in the garden!" Heika finally found a gap and hit the numb hole in his arm, taking the opportunity to escape.